Im a bit overwhelmed, some may call it uninspired
But what is there left to do when someones so young and admired?

And whats the point of it all?
If it just goes to waste
If Im nothing more than currents riding on top of the waves


So now Im writing this song
Like Ive got something to say

Well Ive said it before; Ill say it again till Im blue in the face
And whats the point of it all?
To come apart at the seams

If Im never gonna be around to witness the dawn of my dreams

Were not giving up

No were not giving up

Do I have courage to say, what appears in my mind?

Or am I still censored by all that it means to comply?

So now Ive found myself here, with this purpose and strength

To brandish these words, spoken at last, spoken at length

And now theyre selling us a way out, a bitter pill

We cant afford the blood weve spilled
Hold on to what you will, we cant afford it
And theyre still calling it a way out, a lonely road

We couldnt but we mustve known
Oh no, were bowing out
Theyre gonna miss us when were not around


Put all emotion aside, no matter how hard you try
Take what is buried inside

You had it, you got it, goodbye

Put all emotion aside, no matter how hard you try

Take what is buried inside
You had it, you got it, goodbye


And now theyre selling us a way out, a bitter pill
We cant afford the blood weve spilled
Hold on to what you will, we cant afford it

And theyre still calling it a way out, a lonely road
We couldnt but we mustve known
Oh no, were bowing out

Theyre gonna miss us when were not around

We cant afford the blood weve spilled

Youre gonna miss us when were not around